The club seemed to accept the fact that I wasn't going to fill them in. Mori kept his promise but I could sense the change since he knew. He just watched me more carefully and I seemed to run into him more than I used to.

I wasn't fighting every night, which was good. Everyone accepted that I was just clumsy. Golden Week was coming soon and the best part was I didn't have any fights the whole time. I was free to do what ever.

Or so I thought.

I was leaving the school building when the twins caught me. A limo pulled up in front of us. This wasn't good.

"Capture," Hikaru said.
"Complete," Kaoru said.

The limo window went down. Tamaki. I should've known.

"Good. Let's move."

"Wait. What?" I choked confused but my cries fell on deaf ears and I was tossed into a limo with the Twins.

Next thing I knew, we were at the beach. The Hitachiins shoved me into a dressing room.

"Just pick one!" Kaoru called.
"They're all our mother's latest designs!" Hikaru agreed.

There must have been thirty bathing suits in that room. I looked around, finally just picking a random one. The only issue was I had a couple of bruises on my stomach.

Finally, I picked the one with short shorts and a matching bikini top. It was black, contrasting my pale skin, with purple and red accents and designs.

"That's a great choice!" The twins gave my selection a thumbs up.

"Here," Tamaki said shoving a shirt and shorts into my hands. "It's not appropriate for a girl to wear that in front of a bunch of boys."

I pulled on the extra clothes, glad that Tamaki gave them to me. We all walked down the the beach where Mori, Kyoya, and Honey were waiting.

"Ri - chan!" Honey called, laughing. He seemed to be having the time of his life.

There were girls down there. I recognized them as guests from the Host Club. Of course Kyoya was going use a vacation as a way to make some cash. Leave it to the Devil Man to ruin my first trip to the beach.

"Hi Rikku!" my usual guests swooned.

"Hi ladies," I said flashing them my best host club smile.

It was a fun day. I didn't swim because I wouldn't go in my clothes. Which was a waste of life.

It was getting close to sunset. I was hunting for shells on the edge of the beach. Some of the girls were standing on a giant boulder next to me.

"Rikku, you should come up here," one of them said. "It's so pretty."

"You need to be careful," I warned them. "Don't fall off."

I heard male voices that didn't belong to the host club members. They actually sounded kinda drunk. I rushed up when I heard one of the girls squeal.

I swung at one of the men. There were three of them. My fist collided with the man's chin. He grabbed me by the shirt. The girls ran off, calling for help.

"You think you're tough pretty boy?" the guy said backing me toward the edge.

I squeezed his wrists, trying to get free. Someone called my name.

"Let's see how tough you are, after a swim!" He threw me off, laughing drunkenly.

Splash!

I was being carried by someone big and strong.

"Takeshi, is she okay?' Honey asked.

I opened my eyes. "I'm fine," I said weakly. "You can put me down now Mori – sempai."

He did as I asked.

"What happened?" Tamaki demanded. "Why did you think you could fight those boys? You're just a girl."

"Trust me," I said. "If that pansy hadn't thrown me off the boulder I would've been fine. I'm sorry to make you all worry."

Tamaki didn't say anything else. I felt Mori shift uncomfortably behind me.

"Look," I said staring down at the ground, my arms wrapped around myself. "If there's something that you need to say, say it."

Honey was the one who spoke up. "You shouldn't have tried to fight those men, Ri - chan," he said. "You're not like me and Takeshi. you don't have any training."

"You don't know what you're saying," I told him stomping off.

I went to my room and changed into dry clothes. I was seething at the boys' reaction to the situation. I wasn't useless. I could handle myself.

There was a knock at my door. I answered it, slowly. Just in case I didn't want to talk to them.

"Can I come in?" Mori asked.

"Sure," I said allowing him to enter. I shut the door behind him.

"That was reckless," he told me.

"But I couldn't just run for help! I could fight back better than the other girls could," I explained, my face flushing. It tended to do that around my ginormous sempai.

"I know," Mori said. "You did the right thing."

He patted the top of my head. I looked up at him, my eyes connecting with his.

"Are they all really mad at me, sempai?" I asked. I sounded like a little kid.

"No," he said. "Concerned."

I didn't think I believed him. I thought he was kind of mad at me.

"I'm not mad either," he said as if he was reading my mind.

"I don't believe you," I admitted. It was way easier to talk to Mori than the rest of the guys.

He held up his pinky. "I'm not mad. Nobody else is either," he told me. "Pinky promise."